It happens once, I’m broken to shreds, losing myself and my emotions. It happens twice, I’m upset, I don’t know how to feel, but it’s not good, my emotions dull. It happens a third time, the last; I can’t take it, three is my limit, I’m done. I care even if it seems I don’t, my feelings being too dull to try anymore. I believe in third chances, but I can’t let myself go over, it ruins me. I can’t lose myself to someone else again.